WARNING: The following is a work of fiction containing (hopefully) graphic descriptions of sex between any number of willing men. If this sort of material offends you, you shouldn't be reading it. If you are too young to read this sort of material, you shouldn't be reading it. If however, you are of age and you're sitting in your dorm room and no one else is around and you can't figure out why you get a hard-on every time your best buddy drops his shorts and heads to the shower...read on my friend.
This story is fictional. Any similarities between the men in this story and the men that you know are purely coincidental, although the author wouldn't mind hearing about them himself.
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Constructive criticism will be accepted. Praise will be absorbed. Flames will be ignored.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Special thanks to Marc Tremaine for again letting me "borrow" the character of Rob Lawrence for this chapter of LeaDR House. (Rob appears in chapters 2 & 3 of Marc's excellent "Hard-On Family" stories.) The use of Rob in this story is meant as a tribute to Marc who has encouraged my writing and, with his insightful comments, made it better. Thanks, buddy.
Now, without further ado . . .
LeaDR HOUSE
by Theo North
Chapter 8
in which Carter
continues to COPulate
The kid in the sling was obviously horny for cock .... in particular, cop cock. Suspended in the officers' locker room, his legs were high in the air as a husky, muscular officer with a furry chest was pounding away in the boy's tight ass. The cop's blue uniform pants were down around his ankles; his shirt had been tossed to the floor. The fine brown hairs covering his tan, brawny chest glistened with a thin layer of sweat as his tight, muscular ass contracted, driving his 10-inch meat-baton into the boy's butt.
The cop hurled a raunchy rap at the boy as he fucked the tight hole. "Yeah, you hot little boy slut! You like taking that hard cop cock all the way up your tight little shithole, don't you boy? Yeah, tell your cop-daddy how much you love getting dicked ... Come on boy, let me hear it."
The kid was struggling valiantly to comply and let his lustful feelings be known. It was hard for him to talk, though, seeing as how a big, blonde cop with a neatly trimmed 'stache was busy shoving a big, uncut cock down the kid's throat.
"Mmmpph! Ooohhhhmmmm!" the kid moaned. Finally, with a bit of effort, he spit the big dick out of his mouth and fired back his own filthy stream of horny-making obscenities. "OH! Yeah! FUCK ME, SIR! Fuck that hot, boy cunt. Come on Officer Daniels, sir, you know you love shoving that big meat up boy-butt. Come on, daddy. Show me how you fuck a hot young boy, sir! Fuck me goddammit! YEAH!"
And then the blonde cop plugged his 8-inch meat back down the boy's throat, cutting off his chant. Still, from the look on the kid's face, it was obvious that he was in fuck-pig heaven. Standing around the sling were five more horny cops, their big, hairy dicks hard and dripping with juice some with precum in anticipation of getting inside the kid ... some with lube, spit and cum from having already been inside him.
Carter stared in disbelief. He'd seen his share of horndog boys since he arrived in LeaDR House hell, he considered himself to be a pretty voracious fuckpup but this kid gave new meaning to the term "cock hungry."
Carter had been brought into the precinct's locker room by Officer Rob Lawrence. The handsome cop had found Carter in the middle of a fraternity initiation "rite." The kid was chained to a urinal in a public restroom with a video camera pointed at him to record all the nasty ways men had used him that night. Covered in cum and piss, Carter had been a mess when Rob walked into the highway rest stop. He was even more of a mess when Rob walked out. After fucking the college boy royally, Rob took the videotape and Carter back to the station house.
And so Carter found himself in a room filled with horny cops fucking the hell out of a hot, young kid. Carter looked at the boy in the sling. His smooth, white skin wrapped tightly over his lean muscle. The kid was obviously a jock and one day, Carter knew, those budding muscles would ripen and fill out to form the body of a true hunk. He was almost hairless except for under his armpits and around his cock. A few wisps of dark hair could be seen on his legs. The kid had black hair cut in a short, military buzz like the cops around him. His blue eyes flashed as he took cock up his ass and down his throat. The nostrils of his pug nose flared as he struggled to breathe. The kid was an odd mixture of youth and maturity: the cute little nose, the sprinkle of freckles and the smooth skin all said "boy." But the developing muscles, the military haircut and, especially, the skilled cocksmanship screamed "man."
"How old is that kid?" Carter leaned over and asked Rob.
"Don't you worry about that," Rob said. "He's old enough to know exactly what he's doing. Jesus, just look at him. The kid handles cock like a pro."
"Who is he?"
"His name's Chad. He's an Explorer Scout who comes to the station once a week. He rides patrol with one or two of the officers and then he comes back here so we can help him earn his merit badges," Rob said with a horny leer. "You can see he's learning a lot."
As Carter turned his attention back to the sling, the beefy officer shoving meat up Chad's ass the kid had called the top-cop Daniels pulled out and shot his heavy, white load all over the kid's body. The cum rained down on Chad's stomach and chest. Some even shot as high up as his face and splashed against the cock in Chad's mouth. As the kid sucked the thick dick into his throat, he swallowed Daniels' cum with it.
"All right, men!" Rob suddenly shouted to the gang of cops. "I got us another challenger for Chad. I think he's gonna give our resident boy-slut a bit of a run for the money. I know, 'cause I already gave him a, um, road test," Rob said with a nasty chuckle. Several of the cops joined into the wicked laugh.
"Where'd you find him?" one of the cops called out.
"A public restroom out by the interstate. Fratboy here was providing some entertainment for all the late-night motorists and truckers,"
"I'll bet he's all stretched out after taking cock all night," said Chad from the sling.
Rob quickly reached out and administered a stinging slap to the kid's face. "Don't be disrespectful, boy!" he barked.
"Sorry," Chad muttered as his face burned red both from embarrassment and from the hard slap.
"Do you think I'd bring a challenger back to the station house who wasn't fit to satisfy a room full of the city's finest?"
"No, sir," said Chad quietly.
"Besides," said Rob quickly slipping a finger up Chad's cum-dripping asshole, "taking cock all night doesn't seem to have stretched YOUR ass out . . . too much."
The cops snickered. Chad's eyes flashed an angry look, but he said nothing.
"OK, men. Let's hit the showers!" Officer Daniels called out. Suddenly, a couple of burly cops grabbed Carter around the shoulders and dragged the young man into the communal shower room. Looking back, Carter could see that a couple more cops including Rob were removing Chad from the sling and carrying him into the showers as well.
"Come on, boy. Time to see what you can do," said one of the cops dragging Carter. The stud gave the boy a wicked grin and a wink. He was a good-looking man, Carter thought. Older, receding hairline, dark hair with a hint of silver on his temples and swirling over his well-toned pecs. He was about 6'2" with a trim waist, broad shoulders and thick, powerful biceps.
The other cop carrying Carter was the blonde who had been mouth-fucking Chad. The younger cop hadn't cum earlier, and his dick was still half-swollen from the oral action. Even half hard, the big slab of cop meat looked impressive to Carter.
When both boys had been brought into the shower room, they saw that all the shower heads were running and steam and warm water filled the room. Officer Daniels stood amid the steam in the center of the room. Fully naked, warm droplets of water clung to his hard, hair-covered body. "All right, fratboy, here's the rules. Chad already knows them since he's done this a few times before." There was laughter from the other men in the room. "And nobody's beat him yet . . . hell, nobody's even come close to beating our personal little dick-pig, have they Chad?"
"No, sir" the young boy said with a slight twinge of pride.
"Here's how the game is played, boy. For the next hour, we're all gonna fuck you boys as hard and as good as we know how. If you're having a great time, just enjoy the ride. But when you can't take anymore, you say so and we'll quit. First boy to give in loses. Simple as that. The winner gets to be our mascot like Chad is now. The loser ... well, we usually decide what happens to the loser afterward."
"What happens if we both make it to the end of 60 minutes?" Carter asked.
Daniels chuckled. "Well, I don't know. That's never happened . . . All right, men. Let's get started."
Suddenly, there were four hands moving over Carter's body. They caressed his smooth, tight chest and moved down to his hard, muscular young ass. They stroked his cock and played with the red pubic bush that framed it. They tweaked his nipples, pinching and pulling. As Carter opened his mouth to moan, he felt a hard pair of lips pressed against his own. The older cop with the hard body and the thinning hair was kissing him deep and hard. Carter moaned into the man's mouth as he felt his ass being pried open by a pair of anxious hands. With little fanfare a finger found its way into Carter's ass. The young man groaned and grunted as a second finger joined the first and dug around deep inside of him. "Oh gawd!" he moaned, tearing his mouth away from the strong cop's lips.
His older cop-buddy smiled and gave another twist to Carter's aching, swollen tits. As the devilish cop played with his tits, Carter realized that this stud couldn't be the same guy shoving fingers up his ass. A light went on inside the fratboy's head and he turned around to look. Sure enough, the young blonde cop with the mustache and the fat, uncut dick was standing behind him, digging around in the boy's butt. With a wicked grin, Blondie lined up his meat with Carter's hole and, suddenly and brutally, forced it inside.
"OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW ........ Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh....FUCK!" Carter cried out as the giant cock ripped into his ass. His moans weren't the only ones filling the shower room, though.
Rob had Chad pinned down to the tile floor of the shower room. The kid was face down, his legs splayed out wide and his arms thrashing around on the wet tile. Several cops stood around stroking their cocks and cheering as Rob slammed his super-long meat into the teenager's tight ass.
"JESUS BOY! I fuckin' love slamming my cock into your tight little boy hole. Hot, sweet, tight fuckin' ass! Mmmmmm, fuck. Just the way I like it." Rob moaned and muttered and cursed as he slid his rigid cock in and out of the boy's ass. "Damn, you're still just as tight as you were the day I busted your cherry. You remember that boy?"
"Fuck, yes!" Chad responded. "Yes, sir. My ass loves your hard cop cock up my ass. Oh fuck, sir, you're so big ... so fuckin' long, sir. Reaching deep up inside my ass. Ooooooooh. You're still the best fuck I ever had, sir. Come on, daddy. Fuck me harder. Slam my ass with that big fuckin' stud-cop prick!"
Rob doubled his efforts, slamming harder and faster. Each downward thrust of his cock sent Chad's hips slamming into the shower floor and smashed the boy's cock against the soap-slick tiles. The kid was in ecstasy between having a big cock in his ass and the incredible sensations the floor was causing on his dick.
"OOOOOOhh, FUCK ME! YEAH! DAMN it, SIR ... YES! OOOOOH, SIR!" Chad screamed out.
Meanwhile, Carter had adjusted to the blonde's big cock. He could feel the stud's mustache brushing the back of his neck as the studly young cop rode him hard. Meanwhile the sexy, older cop pulled Carter's head down to waist level and began to feed him his thick, uncut meat. Carter happily slurped on the older cop's weapon.
Things began to blur for Carter after that. At some point, Blondie shot his load deep into the fratboy's ass. The officer's moans of fuck-joy filled the shower room as his hot cop jizz filled Carter's rear. When the blonde cop slid out, someone else took his place.
There were cocks in his ass ... in his mouth .... in his hands ... rubbing all over his body. At some point, a meaty furry ass appeared in front of Carter's face. As the cop bent over, he commanded Carter. "Eat that hole, fratboy!"
Somewhere in Carter's mind, he recognized the voice as belonging to Officer Daniels, but who it was didn't really matter. Carter leaned forward to slurp on the tight, hairy hole as someone's big cock swelled inside his ass and prepared to explode. (Was that his fourth fuck? Or his fifth? Hell, it might have been the sixth; he'd long ago lost count.)
Carter swam back to consciousness, though, when he realized that Chad's moans had taken on a new urgency ... changing into near-screams of pain/ecstasy. Carter looked over and saw that Rob and another cop a green-eyed stud with course, black hair and thick, muscular thighs were lying on their backs, legs entwined and cocks pressed together. Chad squatted above them, his asshole lined up with the two pillars of meat as Blondie shoved down on the kid's shoulders, forcing his ass down onto the two, thick cop-cocks.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW OOOOH GOD! YESSSSSSSSS!" screamed Chad, his teenage voice bouncing high and shrill off the walls.
"Think you can keep up?" Officer Daniels asked, looking back over his shoulder at Carter. "Or do you give up?"
Carter looked at the hunky, stud cop and knew he could never back down from this challenge. "Get a friend and fuck me," he said.
Daniels whooped. "Marty, get your big cock over here. College boy wants a double serving of dick."
Daniels and Marty were patrol partners. They worked together as a team on the streets ... and frequently in bed as well. Each loved watching his rugged, handsome partner getting his rocks off inside another stud's ass. The only thing they enjoyed more was sharing a tight ass, each one feeling the other's hot cock slipping back and forth alongside his own. And when one of them came, the incredible sensation of his partner's hot jizz splashing over his dick always sent the other one blasting off soon after.
Carter looked up from Daniel's ass as "Marty" approached. "Hot Damn!" he thought to himself as he saw that Marty was the muscular, silver-haired, slightly balding stud cop who had dragged him into the shower room when this all started. Though the cops in the room represented a delicious variety of body types, ages and "looks," it was this older, masculine, confident cop that turned Carter on most.
Officer Daniels got down on his back on the floor and Carter squatted over him. Though his hole had been well-opened up by the other cops, he still winced as Daniels' beer-can-thick cock slid into his hole. "Oooooooooooooooooooooh," he moaned quietly. When he had Daniels' dick buried deeply inside him, he leaned forward and rested his head on the carpet of dark fur that covered the cop's barrel-sized chest. "Yesssssssssssss," he sighed. "Now, you, Officer Marty, sir, slide your cock into my ass. Please!"
"You heard the boy," Daniels chuckled, "he's hungry for more cock."
Marty lined his cock up with the other prick crammed into the boy's hole. Though his meat wasn't as big as Daniels', it was still a respectable 7" with a nice girth. Together, the two made an excellent team during these double-fuck sessions. Marty watched as Daniels slid his meat out of the boy and lined his head up with the kid's hole. When Daniels slid back inside, Marty thrust forward with him. The partners had plenty of experience with this kind of scene and had it down to an art. Practically before he knew it, Carter was being double-fucked. "HOLY CHRIST!" the frat stud cried out. "You two are fuckin' GREAT! Oooooooooh yeah!"
Daniels and Marty laughed and exchanged a high-five over Carter's back.
Meanwhile, Chad was still riding Rob and the other cop, and had added sucking Blondie's big uncut dick to his act. He was moaning around the shaft in his mouth. Despite the splashing shower water, Chad was covered in spit and jizz and sweat.
Carter looked little better. Sweat was pouring off his body and he was visibly trembling from the incredible sensation of having two dicks up his ass at one time.
As Carter rode up and down and back and forth on the dual prongs, he could feel the meat in his ass gradually swell. He increased his pace and the cocks got bigger and bigger, swelling with cum and preparing to shoot. Carters moans increased and he squeezed down with his ass. Marty and Daniels just stared at one another wide-eyed as their cocks prepared to blast.. In all their dual-fuck sessions, this had never happened to them before.
Marty looked at his partner. "Are you gonna . . . ?"
"Yeah!" Daniels gasped. "Real soon now! Are you?"
"YEAH!" Marty growled through gritted teeth. "DO IT WITH ME!"
"YEAH!" Daniels responded.
"NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!" they both screamed together. The room was filled with the lusty shouts, grunts and moans of the two tough studs experiencing their first-ever simultaneous orgasm. Between them, Carter thrashed and gasped and shot his own load, but the two cops barely noticed. They stared into one another's eyes with an entirely new passion and intensity.
"Time's up!" someone in the shower room said.
"What?" asked Daniels, slowly coming back to reality.
"Time's up. That was an hour. The new kid lasted it out."
Applause and cheers filled the room. There was a lot of backslapping and congratulations to Carter (for toughing it out) and to Rob (for finding the hottest boy-fuck since Chad, whom Rob had also "discovered.")
"HEY!" shouted Chad with a suddenly worried look on his face. "Who won??! Who gets to be your mascot?"
Officer Daniels smiled in a way that was both playful and mean at once. "Well, now I don't know. Hmmmmmm. I guess the guys and I will have to confer about this." As the cops gathered in a huddle, Chad began to panic. He had never come close to being out-fucked before and he was worried about this new challenger. He had to admit the red-haired college boy was cute, and Chad had long feared the day his cop buddies might get bored with him. "Come on, guys! I took more cock than he did! I fucked and sucked all of you! Come on! Haven't I been a good mascot?? Huh? Officer Daniels, sir, remember how hot it was fucking me in the sling? Huh? Come on, guys!"
Listening to his whines, Carter realized just how young his competitor really was. Inside the huddle, the cops were trying desperately to keep from laughing out loud as Chad got more are more upset.
Finally, the cops turned around. "All right, Chad, you get to be the mascot," Daniels said. The kid breathed a sigh of happy relief.
"But you, young man," Daniels said, turning to Carter. "You can not be called a loser by any stretch of imagination. You are something special, and you deserve a reward. Think you're up for a special initiation? I'm warning you, this will hurt, but you've proven yourself to be worthy of taking part in a secret rite of our brotherhood ."
Carter couldn't help thinking that Daniels' speech sounded like the ones Brock frequently recited back in LeaDR House before the seniors began paddling the hell out of the pledges. "Yes, sir. I'm up to the challenge. I'm honored to be accepted into your fraternity," he said, almost automatically.
That afternoon, a police car pulled up in front of LeaDR House. Officer Daniels got out of the car and, with Marty, opened the rear-passenger door. Carter stepped out, rubbing his left bicep.
"Don't rub on that," Daniels said, kindly. "It's healing up fine. It'll be OK, just leave it alone."
"And remember what we told you," Marty added. "If you're ever in trouble or you need help, just flash that brand to a cop and you'll get first class treatment. I promise. And if anyone ever gives you shit, you just go to the nearest stationhouse, show em that brand and tell them who's hassling you. I guarantee you, they'll take care of it."
"It'll also get you out of a ticket if you get pulled over," Daniels added. "Though the officer might ask you to prove how you earned it," he said with a leer.
Carter peeled up the sleeve of the oversized t-shirt they had loaned him and looked at the brand on his arm. It was shaped like a shield inside a star. It hurt like hell when they burned it onto his arm, but he had survived and, he had to admit, it was cool to see the look of admiration in those big, tough cops' eyes as he took it.
"That's the highest honor a cop can give anyone, particularly a civilian," Daniels said. "But everyone agreed you deserve it. You take care, and make sure you come back and see us."
"Yeah," added Marty. "Just because you aren't our mascot doesn't mean you still can't come over to play now and then." The older stud winked and "copped" a feel of Carter's dick before climbing back into the patrol car.
Carter waved as they drove off and turned to go into LeaDR House and tell his brothers all about his adventures during the last 24 hours.
Carter was excited to tell the other LeaDR's all about the guys at the rest area, about Rob Lawrence, about the orgy back at the station house and about the cock-hungry Explorer Scout he challenged in a 60-minute fuck-a-thon. Carter figured his brothers would be proud, so he was shocked when he began his story and discovered that no one believed him.
When he turned up missing, his brothers had immediately panicked. They tried to call the police. Oddly, though, the officer who took the report kept snickering as he asked for details. After taking down all the info, he told them he was sure their brother would turn up later today. As the morning wore on, the LeaDR's worry turned to anger and frustration. Finally, rumors began to circulate that Carter had somehow escaped from the rest area and spent the night hiding trying to scare his brothers and escape his pledge test. When he turned up freshly showered and unharmed just in time for lunch, the brothers were sure their suspicions were correct.
Carter had little proof to back up the incredible story he tried to tell. He explained that Officer Lawrence had confiscated the video tape, but the brothers just nodded their heads and clucked about how "convenient" that was. When he told them about the high school jock writing his name and number on Carter's leg, he rolled up his sweats to show them. It was only then that Carter realized the number had washed off in the shower room orgy. But Carter knew he still had an ace up his sleeve, so to speak, and when he reached the end of his story amid much hoots and shouts of ridicule he slowly, confidently rolled up his shirt sleeve and played his "ace." The puffy red burn mark on the freshman's smooth, white skin shut his brothers up quickly.
Carter was made a full member of Lambda Delta Rho that evening.
The adventures of the men of LDR House WILL continue in Chapter 9.